I have been able to dream about the future since I was a child.
It snowed in June, the sky and the earth changed, and those strange scenes all came true in reality one by one.
Before my mother disappeared, she only left me two words: Return to the ruins.
The seventh dream is the last warning left to mankind by the world, and it is also the only direction for me to find my relatives.
Along the way, I have seen darkness and warmth; I have seen strife and protection.
Some people say that the world will eventually go silent, but I always believe that even a glimmer of light can illuminate the way forward.
I do not judge anyone, nor do I give up on anyone.
I just want to lead the people around me to find the truth, keep hope, and move towards the light that belongs to us.
